Chapter 1094: Section 1095 Umbrella
After the mysterious disappearance of the fire, the grey-black dense smoke completely obscured Lassudral.
Samantha and Kanter were not far from the southern suburbs, in a location closer to the center. This area had been continuously bombarded by meteorite fire, suffering the most damage; almost all the buildings had turned into ruins. It was for this reason that they chose to land here, firstly because it was close to the southern suburbs and secondly to avoid being discovered by demons.
But suddenly, Samantha felt a chilling sensation in her heart.
“Kanter, do you hear the sound of water dripping?” Samantha asked in a solemn tone, lowering her voice and turning to Kanter who was by her side.
Kanter, who was counting the treasures they had just obtained, turned back in confusion and said, “The sound of water dripping? Why would there be such a sound here? Could it be the sound of burning tar dripping?”
Samantha didn’t actually know what the sound was either, but ever since she heard the dripping sound, she had been restless. She always felt as if a pair of vicious eyes were watching them from the shadows.
The range of the smoke grew larger, and Samantha’s vigilance reached its peak.
Seeing Samantha’s serious demeanor, Kanter also became slightly more focused. Samantha didn’t seem to be acting. Could there really be something awry?
“I will merge with the night and have a look,” Kanter said gravely.
However, just as Kanter prepared to activate the Bloodline of Night,
Drip—
The sound of water dripping rang out again, and this time, not only did Samantha hear it, but Kanter did as well!
“It is indeed the sound of water dripping, but it seems to be right beside us?” Kanter turned his head, looking around. The misty smoke made the building ruins barely visible within the thick smoke, and the architecture of the Demon City appeared massive, looking like terrifying behemoths within the smog.
The wind rose and the smoke surged. Kanter and Samantha simultaneously sprang into action, standing back to back, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any threats.
Drip— Another drop of water fell, and this time both Kanter and Samantha captured the location of the water droplet because it landed right on the hem of Samantha’s dress.
The crystal-clear droplet rolled down the glazed-like fabric of her dress, merging into the ground covered in gunpowder and scorching heat.
Since the water droplet had fallen on Samantha’s dress, the source… They immediately raised their heads to look up at the sky.
“What is that?!” Samantha pointed at the dark, pressing fog above their heads.
“Clouds?” Kanter’s pupils shrank: “Rain clouds?”
Somehow, without them noticing, a layer of low clouds had drifted above their heads. The oppressive low clouds obscured the flame-lit sky, and combined with the surrounding thick smoke, it felt as though they were trapped in a dark world of smog.
Drip drip drip— This time, it wasn’t just a few droplets but a continuous string of rain, pouring down heavily.
The sound of the pouring rain seemed to cleanse the sullied city.
With the rain’s first intimate contact with the burning ground, accompanied by a hissing steam sound, a large amount of mist arose from under their feet. The already dark smoke, along with the water vapor, completely obscured their vision.
“Pitter patter.” A soft and ethereal female voice cut through the dense sound of falling rain.
Samantha and Kanter both looked up at the same time, trying to find the source of the voice, but the thick smoke obscured their view, and they saw nothing.
“Pitter patter.” The female voice came again, but this time it was not from the previous location; rather, it had moved to a completely different direction.
Samantha couldn’t capture the figure, but Kanter saw her. Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, he vaguely saw a woman with a white umbrella, disappearing into the rain and fog.
The patter of rain continued.
“I saw her, to the northeast,” Samantha whispered: “A woman with an umbrella.”
“To the southwest?” “Huh, she moved to the southeast?”
Within the thick smoke, the strange figure of the umbrella-carrying woman appeared everywhere; every time she showed herself, she left behind an image and then disappeared. Whispering “pitter patter,” as if imitating the sound of rain, or perhaps mocking those within it.
“Playing at mysteries!” Samantha snorted coldly; during her past experiences, she had encountered many ghosts that had taken over castles. The tricks played by these ghosts were just like the umbrella-carrying woman before them: ghostly figures with eerie sounds, scaring the castle owners so much that they never dared to set foot in it again.
But Samantha was clear that these ghosts, who liked to play tricks, were generally undead with weak individual strength. If they were indeed powerful enough to shake the Material Realm, they wouldn’t need to scare people; killing them directly would be much easier, wouldn’t it?
Samantha’s eyes flickered with cold light, and when she heard the “pitter patter” sound once again, she decisively stretched out her hand. A terrifying blast of energy cannoned through the rain curtain, aimed at the fleeting figure.
However, the strike did not hit its mark, and the umbrella-carrying woman’s figure vanished into the smoke once more.
“Using rainwater to purge scent markers, rain sounds to mask footsteps, smoke to sever line of sight… huh, it’s still too naive to use these tricks against a wizard,” Samantha, missing her mark, let a touch of mockery flash across her eyes. Her hands quietly glowed, turning into crystal clear colored glaze, and without hesitation she pressed her hands down toward the ground.
The black earth immediately turned into crystal clear colored glaze. And from Samantha’s location at the center, it spread out crazily and swiftly.
The Glazed Realm! As long as it was within the bounds of the Glazed Realm, Samantha could grasp all information.
If the woman with the umbrella wanted to create more confusion with ghostly shadows, it would be utterly impossible.
Confident in her thoughts, Samantha expanded the area within several hundred meters into the Glazed Realm. However, just as she did so, the “drip-drop” sound rang out again.
Moreover, it echoed right in front of them.
“How is that possible?!” Samantha exclaimed, lifting her head sharply.
Through the mist ahead, she saw a noblewoman dressed in lavish robes, holding a delicate white umbrella, standing on the glazed floor.
Her face was hidden by the umbrella, but the “drip-drop” sound seemed to be coming from within.
“Why can’t I sense her presence at all?” Shock flickered in Samantha’s eyes. The woman was right in front of her, yet the Glazed Realm offered no feedback whatsoever, as if there was nothing there, just an illusion… No, even an illusion should have some energy fluctuation!
There were only two possibilities for the woman with the umbrella, who stirred no ripples in the Glazed Realm.
It was either a silent, unnoticed projection.
Or, she wasn’t in this realm at all!
Just like the Spell Techniques of Wizards, many could enter different spaces. For example, the Body of Falsehood could transform into illusion, non-existent in this realm; similarly, the Art of Godly Stealth, currently the most potent stealth technique, involved escaping into a different space.